Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 70 Resident Singer (3 words for this chapter)
Hearing Roger's words, Klein subconsciously slammed his fist on the table.

"What did you say?"

"Don't get excited."

Roger comforted Klein for a few words before saying:

"There should be an older 'secret peeper' among you Nighthawks, right?"

"Secret Peeper?"

Klein was slightly stunned and blurted out, "Are you talking about Mr. Neil?"

"Yes, that's the name."

Roger nodded:

"You may not yet know the hidden dangers of the 'Secret Peeper' pathway."

"What's the hidden danger?"

There are quite a few Beyonders on the "Secret Peepers" path within the official forces, so although Klein had noticed some abnormalities in Old Neil before, he had never taken it too seriously.

Roger put down his teacup:

"Whether an extraordinary path is dangerous or not depends on the symbolism it represents, and on the existence of the person at its top.

"The current pinnacle of the 'Mysterious Peeper' path is a special being. Its essence is a vast torrent of information, and it enjoys indiscriminately imparting vast amounts of knowledge to lower-level Beyonders of the same path.

"This has caused many of them unbearable suffering... Also, considering that much of the mystical knowledge carries considerable danger, he also falls into the category of an evil god, and a more dangerous one at that."

After hearing Roger's words, Klein suddenly recalled the deity believed in by the "Moss Ascetic Order" that Mr. Hanged Man had mentioned at the "Tarot Club."

"Hidden Sage?"

Klein stood up and paced back and forth in Roger's living room. His mind couldn't help but recall the phantom eye he saw behind Old Neil when he first mastered "clairvoyance"...

He suddenly stopped and said, "You mean, that evil god instilled some knowledge into Mr. Neil that might cause him to lose control?"

Roger snapped his fingers with his right hand, which had already taken off the "stage ring":
"Correct. This knowledge involves the resurrection of the dead. He has been preparing for this for a long time. I don't know if it's too late for you to stop it now...

At this point, he sighed:

“When a loved one passes away, although it is extremely painful to face the reality, it is better than having unrealistic fantasies.”

According to Roger's understanding of the mysterious world, only those at high levels of certain paths have the possibility of resurrecting the dead. It is completely impossible to do this at a low level.

However, Old Neil accepted the knowledge of "Life Alchemy" instilled by the "Hidden Sage" and wanted to use a special magic ritual to reshape an ageless body for his deceased fiancée Sallyste and resurrect her.

For those who have feelings, this expectation, once it arises, will become a sweet poison.

Even if he guessed that the road ahead was a dead end leading to destruction, he was unwilling to believe it and would rather go all the way to the end.

Old Neil is just such a person, an intellectual, humorous and gentle man, but also a man with delicate and rich emotions.

"We're going to try anyway."

Klein's attitude was quite firm.

Old Neil means a lot to him.

This gentleman was Klein's first teacher after he entered the Beyonder world. He not only taught him the basic knowledge he needed to master as a Nighthawk, but also had a significant impact on his behavior.

"All I can do is tell you these things. As for the outcome, it depends on how you deal with it." Roger sighed.

"Thank you, Meters. I owe you a favor."

Klein bowed, said his goodbyes, and returned to the Blackthorn Security Company he had just left.

"Klein is having a hard time."

Roger shook his head slightly and sighed.

Because he had just been promoted and had consumed a lot of energy, he did not plan to go out for the time being. Instead, he made himself a simple dinner, ate it, read the humorous stories on page 3 of the Honest Man to help digest the food, and then lay down on the bed early and fell into a deep sleep.

He slept until 11 o'clock the next day. Then he got up, took a shower, and took Bandit with him on a public carriage heading towards the dock area.

"Why did you run so far?"

After getting off the car, Bandit leaned over to Roger's ear and asked with a strange look.

"Come over for some seafood, and see if there are any bars looking for resident singers."

This is another idea Roger came up with last night for playing the "Singer."

This method is obviously better than performing on the streets and you can earn more money.

"Singer? Who wants to be a singer? You? Also, is our family short of money right now?"

Bandit was quite surprised that he resisted his instinct and ignored the word "seafood" mentioned by Roger, and asked a lot of questions like a machine gun.

Because Roger often takes it out on the street, the cat is no stranger to the street singers who bring their own musical instruments to perform and beg for money.

"Yes, we are short of money, so I have to work to support you." Roger teased.

Unexpectedly, the tabby cat was silent for a while, then spoke:
"Then I'll go?"

Roger was stunned, as if he didn't expect these words to come out of the mouth of a stray cat.

This made him feel quite cheerful and he laughed heartily.

After pressing Bandit's head, Roger followed the guidance of "fortune" and walked into a bar and restaurant called "No Man's Land".

"Sir, what would you like to order?" Seeing Roger come in, a short but extremely strong male boss immediately came over and greeted him.

Compared to the formal restaurants in the city of Tingen that only open after 2 pm, the bars and restaurants in the dock area are generally open all day.

Their guests are mainly sailors and crew members who dock at irregular intervals throughout the day, as well as passengers on board.

Because the food on the ship is very limited, these people often take advantage of the dock to eat something good and drink some craft beer. This is also why these shops in the dock area often have singers on site, and some even have special dancers to help attract customers.

"A deluxe seafood paella for me. Half a cod for the cat."

Roger pointed to Bandit over his shoulder.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

The boss was not surprised - there were all kinds of people on the pier, and he even saw a customer who brought an octopus over one meter tall.

It's just a cat, nothing at all.

Seeing Roger being so generous, Bandit finally realized that he had been cheated and relaxed.

Since there were not many customers in the restaurant, the meal Roger ordered was prepared quickly.

“The cooking method is standard...but the advantage is the fresh ingredients.”

Roger made a judgment after just two bites.

Seeing the boss turning around to leave, he coughed lightly and called out to him.

"What else do you need?"

The other party asked curiously.

"I see there is a small stage in your store. I wonder if you are hiring resident singers?" Roger winked at the spot against the wall.

This restaurant was the only one on the entire Wharf Street that gave him the most prominent and strong feedback on his fortune. His intuition told him that there was hope here.

“How did you know our store has this need?”

The boss was slightly stunned, then nodded:
"The previous resident singer went to Backlund to develop her career... She was a good singer and had many loyal fans in the dock area. But it's a pity that such a small place like Tingen can't keep her.

"If you have any recommendations for someone suitable, I'd be grateful."

"How do you think I look?"

Roger smiled and pointed at himself.

"you?"

The boss was quite surprised.

Many resident singers in the dock area come to work because they are short of money, and they work to earn some residency fees and tips from customers.

But in his opinion, the young gentleman in front of him was dressed very elegantly, and the cane placed beside him was of a silver-inlaid type. He did not look like he was short of money at all.

On the other hand, although the other party's behavior was not very calm, he did not have the romantic temperament of an artist at all... At least he did not look like a typical dock singer.

Seeing that his boss didn't believe him, Roger cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

"From some pine-covered corner of the Sonia Sea,

"From what icy mountain or col on the polar sea,
"From what remote island, inaccessible to humankind,

"Are living beings mourning the overturning of the stars in the sky?"

This is an extremely old ballad that Roger once heard sung by Old Wiseman, the owner of the "Flame Dragon Bar". It is widely circulated on the sea.

Judging from the content of the lyrics, it seems to be related to the fall of a certain god. The third sentence may even be the origin of the name of the bar "Desert Island".

At this moment, Roger used the singer's extremely exaggerated breath control and absolute pitch to sing the song in a high-pitched, distant and moving melody.

Not only that, he even tried to use the mind-affecting effect that came with his "singing" ability, significantly increasing the audience's fascination with his singing.

Everyone, including the bar owner, was stunned for a moment, and some even shed tears unconsciously.

Even Bandit, who was busy eating, stopped talking and looked up at his master in a daze.

When the smiling Roger stopped singing, they were still in shock for a while.

After several seconds, the guests in the bar began to applaud vigorously.

"It's truly heavenly music. You fully demonstrate the old saying, 'One can't judge a person's ability by their appearance.'"

The boss also woke up and looked very excited.

"I wonder if my level is enough to be your resident singer?"

Roger asked with a smile, full of confidence.

"If you're free later, you can stay and give a trial song. If the response is good, I'll sign a formal contract with you."

The boss thought for a moment and said:

"On the other hand, it will take some time for the singer and the instrument to get used to each other... but I think with your ability, these shouldn't be a problem."

"Thank you very much." Roger thanked him politely and lowered his head to continue eating.

"Wow, how come I didn't know you could sing... Is this a new ability?"

After Bandit had finished gnawing on the last bit of fish, he jumped to Roger's ear again and whispered.

After the "apprentice" digested the potion and Roger's deliberate teaching, the cat had a general understanding of what was happening to him and had a preliminary understanding of the knowledge related to potions.

Roger nodded slightly and made no other expression.

After finishing his last glass of water and taking a short rest, the boss walked up to Roger again:
"I forgot to ask you just now, what's your name?"

His attitude was quite respectful, as if he regarded Roger as a very talented artist.

Roger thought about it and gave a new pseudonym:
"Benelu Jones."

　There is one more chapter to come.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)